Whoops.

I broke my bed.

Well, Sara, Kayla, Amanda and I broke my bed.

My stupid stupid bed.

(The bed that I hate with a burning passion...it's so uncomfortable that I've had re-occuring dreams that I'm getting shot in the back!)

We broke it while watching the movie "Under the Tuscan Sun," eating cereal, and drinking tea together.

It broke as soon as Ashley walked in the apartment.

(Who has been having the most ridiculous luck this semester - breaking everything from her phone charger 3 times to her computer, her foot, and an olive oil bottle...poor girl.)

And without warning one of the plastic legs of my stupid stupid bed completely broke off.

Causing the entire bed to collapse on one side, sending all of us screaming.

And then into fits of giggles.

Now I have that corner of my stupid stupid bed held up by my bedside table underneath.

This entire apartment is falling apart.

(Have I mentioned the massive mold monsters coming from the scary water damage in our bathroom and kitchen? It's literally making me sick!)

Anyway, whoops!